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hagaroad favorited a video
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one of the most beautiful songs. ever. in the world.
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The Death of Harry Simms http://en.wikiped...)
Come and listen to my story...
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The Death of Harry Simms http://en.wikiped...)
Come and listen to my story, come and listen to my song I will tell you of a hero, who's now dead and gone I will tell you of a young boy, whose age was nineteen He was the bravest union man, that I have ever seen
Harry Simms was a palomine, we labored side by side Expecting to be shot on sight, or taken for a ride By them dirty cold operator gun thugs, that roamed from town to town A-shooting down the union men, where e'er they may be found
Harry Simms was walkin' down the track, one bright sun-shiney day He was a youth of courage, his step was light and gay He did not know the gun thugs was hiding on the way To kill our brave young comrade this bright sun-shiney day
Harry Simms was killed on Brush Creek, in nineteen thirty-two He organized the miners, into the N.M.U. He gave his life in struggle, that was all that he could do He died for the union, also for me and you.
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The Death of Harry Simms http://en.wikiped...)
Come and listen to my story...
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The Death of Harry Simms http://en.wikiped...)
Come and listen to my story, come and listen to my song I will tell you of a hero, who's now dead and gone I will tell you of a young boy, whose age was nineteen He was the bravest union man, that I have ever seen
Harry Simms was a palomine, we labored side by side Expecting to be shot on sight, or taken for a ride By them dirty cold operator gun thugs, that roamed from town to town A-shooting down the union men, where e'er they may be found
Harry Simms was walkin' down the track, one bright sun-shiney day He was a youth of courage, his step was light and gay He did not know the gun thugs was hiding on the way To kill our brave young comrade this bright sun-shiney day
Harry Simms was killed on Brush Creek, in nineteen thirty-two He organized the miners, into the N.M.U. He gave his life in struggle, that was all that he could do He died for the union, also for me and you.
Aunt Molly Jackson http://en.wikiped...
Jim Garland http://en.wikiped...
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Song written by Florence Reece in 1931. She was the wife of Sam Reece, a...
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Song written by Florence Reece in 1931. She was the wife of Sam Reece, a union organizer for the United Mine Workers in Harlan County, Kentucky. In 1931, the miners of that region were locked in a bitter and violent struggle with the mine owners. In an attempt to intimidate the Reece family, Sheriff J. H. Blair and his men (hired by the mining company) illegally entered the Reece family home in search of Sam Reece. Sam had been warned in advance and escaped, but Florence and their children were terrorized in his place. That night, after the men had gone, Florence wrote the lyrics to "Which Side Are You On?" on a calendar that hung in the kitchen of her home.
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Trigger calexico Walking south along the river never had he found that t...
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Trigger calexico Walking south along the river never had he found that twist of pleasure remembering times when they were younger setting the town on fire
and watching as his fellow friends fell apart in the wake claiming it was all just a mistake when his finger pulled the trigger
and he shot everyone it was all just a mistake when he shot everyone
nothing will stand in the way when hunger hasn't eaten for days scrounges around where ends meet and disappears into the fray
he hopes for awhile he'll reconcile the pain that never dies the ghosts of his family constantly gnawing at his insides
he pulls out a worn photo and an old handmade gun wishes it was he who was frying when he set the whole town on fire
he walks off crying he shot everyone
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